Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 535

"Yes," Rosemary's voice was resolute, tearing the final fabric of their relationship. "I would give it to an outsider before I'd give it to you."

Jensen's hands clenched tighter, his eyes burning with a hatred that had been suppressed for years, terrifying in their intensity.

Just then, Natalie pushed the door open. Jensen sucked in a breath and stalked out, his face a dark storm cloud. As he left, he slammed the door, venting all his frustration on it.

The sudden noise startled Natalie. She turned to see Rosemary's crestfallen expression and wanted to ask what happened, but she didn't dare.

"I must be a failed mother, right?" Rosemary murmured.

If not, how could she have reached such a breaking point with her own son?

Natalie chose her words carefully, offering what comfort she could. "No one is perfect, Mrs. Howard. You've worked tirelessly for the Howard family your entire life and cared for both your sons and Mr. Howard more than anyone. Perhaps Mr. Jensen is just caught up in the moment. When he thinks it through, he'll understand your intentions."

Rosemary slowly raised her head, her clouded eyes gazing out the window. Her sigh was heavy with the dust of years and endless helplessness. "Since he was little, he's always felt I favored his older brother, that I never truly saw him. He doesn't understand that his brother was steady and carried the weight of the family on his shoulders, so I had to be strict. But Jensen… he was the most sensitive. I just wanted him to have an easier life, free from such burdens. In the end, it all became my fault."

Natalie handed her a glass of warm water and her medication. "Mr. Jensen will understand one day. Blood is thicker than water. There's no obstacle you can't overcome."

Rosemary took the glass but didn't drink, simply warming her palms on its faint heat. "Blood is thicker than water… but that water can be frozen by the ice in a person's heart."

…

Two days later, Wesley had recovered enough to be discharged. Charlotte went to the hospital to pick him up. "I've been covering for you these past few days," she told him.

They got into the car, and he fastened his seatbelt. "Dad bought it that easily?"

Charlotte forced an awkward smile and didn't answer.

Wesley sensed something. "You didn't make up some crazy story, did you?"

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